There's plenty of room in hell
But you all deserve worse
The dead won't even walk on this wretched Earth
Skinned alive, hung out to dry, the salt pressed in before you die
This is eternal judgement
The day of the lord has began
The fear in their eyes was ideal as I preformed the scan
All I need is the word
To start the show, to end the world you know
This invasion was planned millions of years ago
This is the end of your last rope
The oceans will flood the land at last
The sky will be on fire with toxic gas
Structures will crumble, the ground will quake
The pain you'll feel is worse than mine at the stake
This is eternal judgement
The day of the lord has began
The fear in their eyes was ideal as I preformed the scan
All I need is the word
To start the show, to end the world you know
This invasion was planned millions of years ago
This is the end of your last rope
Nobody, nobody will survive
For they were not all pure
No more hope, no hope for your lives
Your home will be our source
Nobody, nobody will survive
For they were not all pure
No more hope, no hope for your lives
Your home will be obscure
We set the stage, but like the termites that you were, you ate away at the home we provided
We rid it of the virus before it spread.
We are the saviors.
With the chosen one, we shall move forth with the idea.
The successors will be given life without eyes, for their ancestors never opened theirs